After the storm, Su Xiaolu went to pick up some fish and prawns that had been washed up by the waves. When she returned, she saw Zhou Zhi mixing with the mud. She asked in confusion, "Fourth Brother, what are you doing?"
Su Xiaolu could tell that Zhou Zhi was skilled, but she did not expect him to be so skilled. He seemed to know how to make many things.
Zhou Zhi smiled and said gently, "I don't know when they will find this place. We need to make some pottery to hold water and eat."
Su Xiaolu's eyes lit up. "You know this too? Fourth Brother, you're amazing."
Su Xiaolu did not expect Zhou Zhi to know how to make pottery. This was really amazing.
"Xiaolu, you flatter me."
Zhou Zhi smiled. He knew the principle of making pottery. Without a kiln on this deserted island, it would be good enough if he could successfully make it.
